Dust on your mantel, legends on your mind,
Hangin' out with Bogart in some bygone place in time.
Sing me your sweet "Changes" when I'm feelin' down and blue,
And I'll treasure precious hours that I've stole away with you
Oh, the muggy nights in SoHo.
I had so much to learn.
You gave me wings to fly away and asked for no return.
Lon Chaney's ghost beside us wore the mask of Mickey Finn
And I never once suspected that you and he were friends.
The last time that I saw you,
you weren't really even there
I cried when I heard you come out across the air.
You bid your last farewell, just like your first hello.
Ana I'll always think about you when I pass through Ohio.
by Sammy Walker © 1977 Norcross Music and © 1980 Appleseed Music Inc.